ADAM
There are parts of me that live comfortably within the rules, and parts that wake when instinct decides they no longer matter.
One mind divided between restraint and destruction. Between the man who pretends to be good and the monster who craves violence and chaos.
She looks at me like salvation, without realizing she's standing at the edge of her own damnation.
I'm the villain in the story she thought she was safe inside.
Beautiful and isolated, like something grown in the wrong soil. Rooted alone, craving warmth, still standing proud without it.
Something pure that doesn't belong in my darkness.
I'm not here to save her.
I'm here to possess her.
I'm the Bane she will never outrun.
ISABELLA
Nothing in my life has ever belonged to me. Not my name, not my body, not my future.
But then he walks in.
Charming in a way that feels careless, like nothing in the world can touch him.
Too confident for someone meant to follow orders.
Too fearless to risk everything to pull me out of a life that was never mine to begin with.
Protection turns into possession without either of us pretending it's anything else.
He's not the hero I imagined.
He's the monster who slaughters without remorse and protects with the same brutality.
And the longer I'm around him, the more I recognize myself in the darkness he carries.
I want to know what makes him dangerous.
I want to know what makes him mine.
